When you do not look I have my nose in a book
I was a lonely and awkward child
Till I found myself in a book
With each turn of the page
I vanish into a book
Reading is reckless, I drown
Then resurface between books
As I stumble through life I wonder
who is the worldly author of my book?
Well jem dont you know anything?
You can learn everything from a book
my only buoy a book
You never lack a friend when you have a book
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